The room is spinning.
Colors melting together, blending.
Shut eyes tightly. Squeezed.
Blocking all the noise, the faces, throwing opinions when they don't even know me.
Are you even listening?
I'd rather keep my mouth closed than risk another misunderstanding face.
Maybe I keep my mouth shut a little too much.
Even throwing up a hand at the ones I shouldn't.
Comes down to this a lot.
Haven't seemed to catch this one completely yet.
Regrets.
Foreign places looming over my head.
I don't want to be a failure anymore.
I can do this even if I haven't before.
I'll take the words my shepherd spoke.
I will be blessed.
I will be deemed a success.
My life may not look like your's or their's but I know its looking the way it was meant for me.
I will live the pages He wrote for me.
Forgive me, I'm not perfect but I know You've made a way for me even through all those trips and scrapes that mark me.
I am determined to fight through.
Even when my limits stretch and I feel myself break.
I will do it.
Brace myself.
I'm in for the long ride.
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